A Mafia Pact

8

"Luci, ba-" Gianna was cut off by the scene displayed in front of her. "Luciano what is going on?" Annalise couldn't help but smile. "Hi, Gianna. It's so nice to see you again," she lied with a perfect smile.

"Gianna you know Annalise Monroe, my fiancé." Annalise almost fell over with laughter at the expression Gianna sported. "You're what now?!" Luciano couldn't help but smirk at Annalise who shook with silenced laughter in his lap.

"My fiancé, we'll be married at the end of the month." Gianna looked pale. "We'd love to have you at the ceremony. You know since you're such a good friend of Luciano and great storyteller of who I am and what I look like." Luciano couldn't help the chuckle that escaped him, while Gianna reddened a bit.

"I'd love to come to the wedding," Gianna said through clenched teeth. "I'll let you two get back to what you were doing. Luci, I'll call you later." With that she hung up the phone with a quickness. Annalise couldn't help but chuckle.

"You're bad, il mio amore." She shrugged before wrapping her arms around his neck. "I don't like bitches looking at what is mine the way she looks at you." He moved her hair from her face and smiled.

"I'm yours, bambina. Only yours." He kissed her sensually causing her to moan in his mouth. He pulled back slowly looking deeply into her eyes. "We have a date tonight, my love." She smiled widely at him. "We do?" He nodded. "My fiancé said she wanted to get to know me and I do what she says." Annalise laughed out loud at him before peppering him with kisses.

"In the meantime, why don't you go to the backyard and call Anastasiya." Annalise looked at him suspiciously before she got off of his lap. "I just have to finish a few things and then I'll join you." She nodded her head before she made her way to the backyard. She gasped loudly as she saw the various flowers sprinkled around her very own garden.

It looked like a miniature version of the Rossi mansion and she smiled at the fact that he stayed true to his word. She leaned over to smell the roses before standing up and looking out at their sizeable backyard. "Mrs. Rossi, can I get you anything?" A small, older Italian woman asked from behind her. She was so petite and reminded her of a younger Sophia Petrillo from Golden Girls.

"No grazie. Mi sto solo godendo la vista. (No, thank you. I'm just enjoying the view)." Her eyes widened in surprise. "Tu parli italiano? (You speak Italian)." Annalise smiled and nodded. "Sì." The old woman smiled happily. "Well, you are just perfect for him. My name is Alessandra and I have worked for the Rossi family for many years. When Luciano moved, he took me with him."

She chuckled thinking on the man she thought of like a grandson. "I am here for you for whatever you need, Mrs. Rossi." Annalise smiled and reached out to hug the old woman that immediately seem to find a place in her heart. "My very own fairy grandmother." Alessandra laughed happily as she returned her hug.

"This makes me happy." They heard Luciano say behind them. "Bambino, how are you?" Alessandra asked pulling him in for a hug. "I'm fine, Ale. I'm happy." Alessandra smirked. "I can see why! Look at her! She's absolutely stunning." Annalise covered her face with her hand and chuckled.

"She is." Luciano smiled before kissing her lips. "Don't fuck it up!" Luciano's eyes widened at the old woman. "Ale!" She shook her head. "Don't Ale me! You have yourself a good woman. Don't ruin it. Come what may protect her and your relationship."

Luciano nodded as the old woman gave both of their hands a squeeze before making her way to a small cottage Annalise just noticed behind their backyard. "She used to live there with her husband before he died. He worked for my grandfather. She's family and did some of the cleaning and a lot of the cooking at the main house, but as she got older, I decided to take her with me to cook."

"I use the same maid service my parents use to clean, but I can't live without Alessandra's cooking." Annalise laughed before wrapping her arms around his waist. "But what if I want to cook for you?" He looked down at her and smiled. "You can cook for me whenever you want baby."

She rubbed her lips against his. "I'm excited about tonight." She whispered with a smile. "Yeah," he pecked her lips. "You need to wear something nice. I'm taking you somewhere impressive." Annalise whistled. "Oh, you fancy, huh?" He chuckled to himself as he took her back inside their home. "A little. I want to show you something." He took her to a room right next to his office and let her in.

It was an office made for her. "How did you have time to set this up?" He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and kissed her cheek. "I'll always make time for you, il mio amore." She smiled happily at the office that mirrored her office at her parents' house. "I know you have some work to do, so I'll let you get to it, but we're leaving here at 7 pm." He kissed her lips before letting her get to work.

For as long as Annalise could remember she had always been good with numbers. She loved them. Math was always her strong suit. She knew the ins and outs of Finance and Accounting like she created the courses and her mind was her very own personal calculator.

It is because of this that various mafia leaders around the world consult with her over their numbers and finances. She had helped over 15 families in the last year discover embezzlement and fraud happening among their accounts that none of their well-paid accountants could explain.

It was because of this that Agosto tasked Annalise with figuring out an issue with his numbers among the various accounts the Rossi family owned and operated. She spent the next few hours scoring ledgers, documents and files and the common denominator among all the paperwork was a company called DLV.

She had never heard of them, but knew the Rossi's dealt with organizations all over the world. She sent her notes to Agosto about the Mexican company that seemed to be a subsidiary of a cannabis factory in Ecatepec City, Mexico.

When she looked at the time, she saw that it was already 6:15 pm. She needed to rush if she was going to be ready in time for their fancy date night. Annalise walked past Luciano's office and saw that he wasn't in there. She knew he had beaten her to getting ready and would be fussing if she was a minute late. She smirked as she climbed the stairs and made her way into their room to get ready.